The tide you never valued has gone out.And you are marooned on unsure ground.Something within you has closed down;And you cannot push yourself back to life.

You have been forced to enter empty time.The desire that drove you has relinquished.There is nothing else to do now but restAnd patiently learn to receive the selfYou have forsaken in the race of days.

At first your thinking will darkenAnd sadness take over like listless weather.The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.

You have traveled too fast over false ground;Now your soul has come to take you back.

Take refuge in your senses, open upTo all the small miracles you rushed through.

Become inclined to watch the way of rainWhen it falls slow and free.

Imitate the habit of twilight,Taking time to open the well of colorThat fostered the brightness of day.

Draw alongside the silence of stoneUntil its calmness can claim you.Be excessively gentle with yourself.

Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.Learn to linger around someone of easeWho feels they have all the time in the world.

Gradually, you will return to yourself,Having learned a new respect for your heartAnd the joy that dwells far within slow time.

Mary Beth LaRue

WELCOMEHi, I'm Mary Beth. You can call me MB. I'm a yoga teacher, mentor and the co-founder of Rock Your Bliss living in Silver Lake, Los Angeles. I love books, the ocean, matcha lattes, hip hop and a zillion other things. This is my space to scribble, express, play and remember.